Tuesday, September 23, 2014

The other night Clover was getting snuggled in bed. Everything was in order. Her book was picked out and her crocheted rainbow blanket on the bed. She popped out of under the leaf that hangs over her bed to tell me "Mom, I'm six now. I'm a little old to be sleeping with stuffed animals in my bed. Dontcha think?"

The voices started in my head. What?!? No?!? You're still a baby! You can sleep with whatever stuffed animal you want to sleep with! But I heard myself calmly say "If you feel like that is what you want to do than that is fine"

She thought about it for a minute. "Yeah, Olivia can sleep on the side of my bed. She doesn't actually have to sleep WITH me."

Yes she does! She has slept with you since forever. Her neck is all wobbly from where you put her in a headlock every night!

We read her story and snuggled before I turned on her lullabies and kissed her goodnight. Olivia was still tucked into the side of her bed.

I'm not too sure I can handle my baby deciding that she is over this stage in her life. Yes, I know realistically that she is going to grow up, but why does it have to be so fast?

When I peeked on her later in the night she had pulled Olivia out and had her in a headlock. I sighed a heartfelt sigh of relief. As I walked down the hall all I could think was that I'm still not ready.

Thursday, September 4, 2014

I've been catching up with my Youtube subscriptions. I've been watching a lot of beauty vloggers. One of the things I find funny is the lingo a lot of these people use. "I'm like obsessed with it" and "I've been in love with this forever". I'm taking a shot in the dark and guessing that you mean that all figuratively and not literally. Because I think it would be hard to function while that blush is preoccupying your mind continually, intrusively and to a troubling extent. It's blush, it's pinkish or coral or orange and you put it on your cheeks. I'm finding it hard to comprehend how you are thinking of that to a troubling extent. You could just say your found something that you really really liked. See the two reallys mean you double like it, or love it.

With that being said, I found stuff that I really really love!

First is an independent make up company called Shiro Cosmetics. I have tried the eye shadows. They do loose powders and have just started selling pressed as well. They have beautiful colors and they have some very creative color names. Some of them are on the geeky side but honestly that is what drew me in. The quality is what made me place a second order. You can also turn any eye shadow (as long as it is lip safe) into a lip gloss which I also did for Wild Flowers and it's my new favorite thing ever!

The two that started this endeavor. Up all night to get Loki and Jareth's Tight Pants.

Hubby bought me a mini haul for my birthday. He's a good hubby.

Hurried swatches on my hand because I was so excited to open them!

My other favorite thing I actually bought awhile ago. I managed to scare my husband half to death with it while in San Francisco. He walked into a dimly lit bathroom and saw the goblin king on the counter. "Honey why is creepy thing in the bathroom?"

He just happens to be my makeup inspirations so why not put him on a makeup bag?

Makeup: It doesn't look that hard...

It's harder than you think Sarah! So while browsing forums I came across a company that will custom print bags. It's called ArtsCow and they will pretty much custom print anything from tiny key chains to large tote bags. If you want it on a bag you can get it through them. Every now and then they do some really cool sales. The printing on the bag is really nice. It's fabricky and not plasticy and I have traveled with it a bunch for the last couple of months and it's held up pretty nicely.

P.S. Jareth is not creepy!

Although I did just realize right now that he was in my makeup and on my bag so maybe I am a little obsessed with the goblin king? Maybe even literally.

I found myself with some extra free time this afternoon, after volunteering, running errands and grabbing some pho for lunch. I'm sitting here with a whopping forty five minutes before I have to start the trek and hunt for a parking spot to go and pick up my kid from school. Part of me was wondering if I felt like writing. Sometimes I am in a writing mood and other times I don't want to write something that isn't going to be up to my normal wordy standards. Part of me just wants to sit here and pet the lazy cat that is in the office chair next to me.

Yes, after being petless for almost five years, we broke down and got a cat. Clover asked to go to the pet store and look at the animals. I told her no because I knew if I saw a cat in one of those tiny cages waiting for someone to come in and take it home, I was going to be that sucker. And then she laid it on thick with those cute eyes and then came the "Pllleeeeeeeeaaaasssseeeee?" and as you can see my resolve didn't last long.

So we went in. Wouldn't you know? There was a cat in there. One. One small white and black cat who needed a home. Then the nice girl asked if we wanted to pet her. So we did and Clover called the cat over and she came to her and my mind was made up. But I couldn't just bring her home. We had to decide this as a family. So by the time I got home my husband was asking me why I just didn't bring the cat home. I thought he was joking when he said to bring her home via text message.

So we went home empty handed. The next day I decided I wanted this cat. So we went back and it turns out that there is an adoption process. They go through a local shelter and it is up to the shelter if they approve your application or not. I was not aware of this. Clover was bouncing up and down and singing about how we were getting a cat. I felt horrible when I told her that that we had to once again go home empty handed. I went home and submitted the application and three days later we got the call to arrange a day to come and pick her up.

Here is Lightning Millie Cuteness Crystal Diamond. Clover was told that she could name her anything she wanted so she picked out all of the cute things that she liked.

Helping the tiny human with her numbers.

Kitty likes Imgur.

Watching Youtube with the human that gives her pate.

If ever there was an award for being a chill cat, this cat would win hands down. She is so patient with our six year old who can get in her face quite a lot. She doesn't make a crazy amount of noise at night and has not once woken me up. I think we are going to get a long just fine.

Her tiny human taking a picture of her.

Waiting with Olivia for the tiny human to get home from school.

I have become one of those people who post annoying pictures of their kid all the time and now I post pictures of my cat too. What can I say? They are both really really adorable!

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